When Luo Tianqi woke up, it was already two hours later.
Anxiously, Luo Qianxun looked at him and asked, "Tianqi, do you feel like throwing up?"
"No."
Luo Tianqi shook his head, "Mom, what's wrong with me?"
"You fell and injured your head."
Luo Qianxun reached out and gently touched Luo Tianqi's tiny face, "Remember not to climb high in the future, it's dangerous."
"I remember."
Luo Tianqi was always very obedient and understanding. If it weren't for helping his little sister fetch something, he would never have climbed so high.
"Are you hungry?"
Luo Qianxun looked at Luo Tianqi. He nodded, "A little hungry."
"Mom will feed you some porridge."
Luo Qianxun picked up the food box and fed Luo Tianqi a few bites, then his little face suddenly wrinkled, "Mom, I feel really uncomfortable."
"What's wrong?"
Luo Qianxun put down the food box. Just as she was about to touch Luo Tianqi, he suddenly leaned over the edge of the bed and began to vomit.
